Where Fallen Angels tread......(open)

[Seraphim]

I was named Seraphim, for what reason, I will never know. My mother had a weird sense of humor, I guess. My life has not been a bed of roses by far, and it seems that it will get no better. Oh, but things are not as bad as they always seem, for that is what they say.

Still, a new place might do me some good. A change of pace, though, there is still no good for the Wicked at heart. Yet, I still found myself in what could only be described as Paradise. For the most part, I was still seemingly lost. I put my sniffer to the air, seeing what I could find. Plenty of game, though, the sneaking up on them part might be a bit difficult. Still, food was food, and I was not about to argue with mother nature. For the most part, the wolves of this area hid themselves well, for I had not seen one yet. That was a good thing, for the most part. That meant that I was alone, for a while. I moved over by a brook, taking a drink of the cool water. My head might have been down, but my ears were still on full alert. I was new in this area and there was no telling what was going to sneak up on me.
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I watched her silently through the dense brush that hid my dark chocolate dyed bod. As she moved towards the brook, my saddened eyes scanned the femme's frame and if I was in any mood to mess with someone, she would be one to mess with. But, alas I could not bring myself to tease now. It may come out though, just to distract my mind from the one who left me feeling burdened.

As she took a sip, I decided to show myself. I stood from my seated position and slunk out from hiding. I sat back upon my haunches again and my gravel tone reached out from my maw. Hello vixen.

[Seraphim]

His voice caught me by surprise, for he had not made a sound. Being down wind from me saved me smelling him, as he approached. I turned my crown towards, baring slightly, my pearls.

"Not wise to sneak up on a rogue. Who are you?" My tone was angry, for I had all rights to be. He had snuck his way close to me and I didn't appreciate being caught off guard. Though, I would never tell him that. My voice, despite being angry, had that sway of the feminine tone. I kept my form ready to attack, just incase this male meant to hurt me.
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I smirked at her angry tone. It wasn't my fault she was deaf. Though seeing that I was hiding and then moved only enough for her to see me, I had to give her a little credit. Her angry tone was still humorous.

Cael. I replied to her question with a bored tone. Though I looked relaxed, my muscles were on gaurd, in case she wished to attack. I had already angered her, smirking at her was probably not the smartest. But I didn't care all too much anyways.

And who are you? I asked her, my tone changing to a slight curiousity. I had been in this area for a while now, and usually new rouges didn't appear. They all went into packs.

[Seraphim]

I watched him, listening to his curious tone as he asked who I was. That was a question that would have limited answer. Abused, alone, left for dead. I thought to myself, sarcastically. I covered my pearls and looked at him, looking over him. He looked like he was on a high and mighty pedistal, though, most males did. Even Mephisto had. I twitched my lobes a bit, then answered him.

"I was called Seraphim. So, that is what you can call me." I said, with a blank tone. Thanks to Mephisto, I was good at hiding my emotion, when I wanted to. It was a useful tool, to say the least. I shifted and sat back on my haunches, looking him in the eyes.

"So, what do you want? And I am no Vixen."
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My auds flickered as I heard the anger drain from her tone to nothing at all. I want nothing at all. Can't a wolf just have a friendly chat with anothe? I asked with a smirk. It of course wasn't common of loners, but not extinct. If you are not a vix, then what are you? My one dripping with amusement. He used the title only as marking her as a female, but she seemed to take it personally.

A warm wind picked up, rustling his russet coat in all directions. It was a pleasant spring day, unlike the upcoming spring rains to come. I personally perfered the rain, it fit my moods better.